Mexico {6} Dirty little feathers for luck.

During the last day of our Mexican road trip, we decided to stop in the town of Comala for lunch, before heading back to the beach. We had less than an hour to… Read More →

Still dreaming of a white x-mas||Portland

even with less than a 1% chance of snow, i am still keeping my fingers crossed…         happy holidays to you all!!

Pour some sugar on me||Portland

i make these cookies every christmas and every year i eat about 23 of them in less than 3 days. they are fun. they are buttery. they will haunt your dreams and they… Read More →

Haikus for a zoolight||Portland

in the purple cold/the monkeys have gone to bed/people trample me little kids screaming/we forgot the alcohol/but look at those lights waiting for the train/but it is never on time/and it goes nowhere… Read More →

Spinning||Portland

Sometimes there is nothing better than this: *thanks auntie b–the tutu is already a classic….

Mexico {5} Does the mannequin ever sleep?

After a week of beach time in Mexico, we decided to drive inland towards the mountains. During the road trip we listened to a bootleg Shakira CD and ate gobs of sour tamarind… Read More →

The Fedota Family||Portland

I met this lovely family on a cold sunny Portland day, down by the wind-whipped river. Although we did not choose to enjoy an OMSI submarine ride together, the sweet little 5-some did… Read More →

If only I had some Isotoners||Portland

For several days, my almost-five-year-old has been cutting out advertisements from the newspaper. He clips them, puts them in order then files them away. He then plans to use these helpful visual aids… Read More →

Mexico {4} The loneliest trencita.

While we were in Mexico, Indy was given the option to take home a few special souvenirs. On the day we went to the local flea market, I gave him 10 pesos and… Read More →

Mexico {3} Tengo gas.

The first time I heard the gas truck song, I was 19, visiting my aunt and uncle in Mexico. I heard the haunting melody as it echoed up through the village streets, and… Read More →